So, finally, I got to the University.
It was a dream come true.
I imagined myself in a gentle stream of Mathematics.
Things are going to be totally different now.
Serious study, no-nonsense people and great Math.
Am I up to it?
I hope so.
Wow! It’s already Lunchtime.
I have a friend in the Physics department.
I’ll have lunch with her and come back.
God, the class has already started.
It’s good thing I don’t have to ask ,”May I come in please”
anymore. I feel really grown-up.
The Professor is writing on the board.
So, I’ll just slip into my place in the front row.
What happened to the people who sat in the nearby chairs?
They must have moved to the back.
But I like the front row.
Good, he has not seen that I am late.
Muffled laughs?
I am a little late. What’s so funny about that?
Leave it. Concentrate. There’s no time to waste.
Think about the Math.
Wow! the Professor is really fast.
I can’t follow a word.
What subject is this?
Scratching my head, biting the pen – the usual techniques are
not working. This is serious.
Two guys entered the class, took their things and left.
Wait a minute!
I know these guys.
They are in my class.
What ? Have they decided to skip the afternoon session?
Someone just touched me from behind.
I turned.
I saw the kind face of a super-senior.
He told me I better get out.
A lot of unfamiliar faces and giggles.
Which class is this?
These people- they are all super-seniors.
I didn’t know that the class belonged to them in the afternoon and
we were supposed to sit elsewhere.
I took my things and “apparated” out of the classroom.
Outside I saw those two guys (my classmates) scratching their heads and thinking,
“What is she doing with the super-seniors?”
What can I say, I am super intelligent.